Eire; the country, not the element
(though the element, if any, might lend itself
to the way the country isn't)
the country I can only see
from the plane window, from the prospective,
its green and undeniable life
a far cry
from anything it';s been
or anything I've seen
so as I consider the quartered potatoes on my plate,
I'm also considering the wet soil
once around them, and the heavy shoulders
of my ancestors, laboring out to the fields,
thankful for whatever their earth
could give.














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What's NaPo?
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"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)."
-e.e. cummings
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Curiosity didn't kill the cat. It made the kittens :3
NaPo is short for NaPoWriMo, which is short for National Poetry Writing Month. The idea is you write a poem every day for a month, so you have a lot of material to sift through and revise. :3
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Words, colors, light, sound, stone, wood, bronze belong to the living artist. They belong to anyone who can use them. Loot the Louvre!... Steal anything in sight.
--William Burroughs
huh, I should do so next month!
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"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)."
-e.e. cummings
R + C
Curiosity didn't kill the cat. It made the kittens :3
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Words, colors, light, sound, stone, wood, bronze belong to the living artist. They belong to anyone who can use them. Loot the Louvre!... Steal anything in sight.
--William Burroughs
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"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)."
-e.e. cummings
R + C
Curiosity didn't kill the cat. It made the kittens :3
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